The Sale of Wives (1861)
“ A carpenter of Southwark, Higginson by name, went into an ale-house for his morning's draught; there he met a fellow-carpenter, and their talk turned upon wives. The carpenter, whose name history has not preserved, lamented that he had no wife; Higginson, on the other hand, lamented that he had one, and wished there were some way besides murder to get rid of her. The carpenter assured Higginson that there was a way — that old English custom had made it quite lawful for a man to sell his own rib. 'No one would be such a fool as to buy mine,' sighed Mr Higginson. ”
